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The Soldier of Evil

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The soldier of evil, fighting for the wrong.
It's hard to realize the control could've been mine all along.
I know now that your assault was nothing along the lines of my fault.
But I was gullable, I was lulled.
My spirits down and with frustration my eyes dulled.
I couldn't see clear, or think right.
I couldn't even sleep at night.
Kids sleep with fright because of the monster under their bed.
I too would sleep with fright,yet, it was you I would dread.
At the fault of you I'm surrounded by walls I built.
If you are anything like a human being ,you should be aten away by now with guilt.
And If that's true than you don't see me, you see the past and all of those you have decieved.





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